Or at least it will be awesome if I can get my mess together...
I'm sure that you regularly study our posted calendar in the sidebar and, while doing so, have noticed our upcoming "Spring Training Surprise." While making notes of our plans in your diary (right??), you surely have been dying of curiosity.
Rest easy, for the time of knowing is here.
|Solo is skeptical of Becky's body demo...|
Plans (oh, apparently I have not yet learned to not make these) are for Encore to stay at the lovely Southern Eighths Farm, where we cliniced with Becky previously, and then I will trailer him a short distance up the road to Becky's winter farm for our lessons. Gunnar Ostergaard, the dressage trainer who has taught Becky to be arguably the best dressage rider in our sport, will also be teaching there for two days during our stay. I opted to audit any lessons he will be giving, as riding with him ranked somewhere in the stratosphere, price-wise, but I think this works out well, as it offers Encore at least a day off in the middle and a chance for me to sit and absorb and process.
|Becky and Scrappy, the cutest eventing dog evah!|
Personwise, wellllll, that might be a bit harder. It's all a big hot mess and my PT has his work cut out for him. I gave him his deadline upon which the knee must be ready or not, but apparently no one told said knee, who decided to implode painfully on us last week, setting me back to simple range-of-motion work. Hopefully, when I return there Friday, we will be able to get back on track -- I still can't quite get up to my XC stirrup length, but I only have one hole to go.
Don't ever tear up your moving bits: PT informs me that going into ANY joint generally means a year to really, truly recover, even though you may not be in therapy for that long. With a giant cartilage tear, well, that's not coming back but that's why they invented ice and Advil, eh? Good thing this is all free. Oh wait, it's not. Good thing I like noodles!